Hmmm… I wonder what the first book someone will put in there might be.
Regardless, all of those days where we really got to know about Boo’s love of reading are finally paying off now, aren’t they?
Bonus points: Are we meant to understand that Barry is surreptitiously surveilling the scene from the boys’ room?
Wow, six days from concept to completion! It’s a stunning achievement in folk art cabinetry. Is that what it is, some kind of display cabinet? The scale is kind of hard to accurately gauge, but the shelves might accommodate six inch high objects, like softballs or troll dolls. It might have the same inner dimensions as a hollowed out tree.
What the hell is going on here? Seriously. Somebody explain it to me.
Counting today, I think that’s probably all we have left to see of Barry (unless of course that’s him sauntering into oblivion in P3 in best Kenzie Hanley and Maxwell Bacon fashion). Nothing like the twelve years Del got yesterday. Given the current pacing of this strip. maybe Barry will be a senior by then!
Who’s to say that Barry hasn’t “gotten it”? Certainly not the self-righteous Ken Brown. So the little jerk lashed out at your mom. He didn’t know she was your mom until you told him so, and you’ve carried a grudge against him ever since. Ken’s inability to recognize Barry’s pain and what passes for Barry’s coping mechanisms doesn’t win him any points or make him a sympathetic character.
From the Architectural Details Dept.: Are there staircases immediately to the left and right of Ken and True? Is this the M.C. Escher Wing of Milford High?
Listen, I’m not gonna put any more thought into this strip today. I can’t get sucked into making comparisons between Gil Thorp and other strips; I’m having a hard enough time as it is trying to figure out when my own life turned into a panel of Arlo and Janis. Anyway, here’s a song for Del.
I still got nuthin’ to say about this stuff. If you want true excitement when it comes to teens, alcohol, driving and death, check out Judge Parker…
Now that is some exciting, if also nonsensical, stuff!
Meanwhile, in Milford (Central City?) we have the following:
Sorry, folks, but I can’t work with this. I hope you enjoyed two days of the Judge though!
That is one funky drop panel ceiling in panel two.
True can’t keep this up, for heaven’s sake! His teammate is suffering alone. Go console, your teammate, True. Have compassion for everyone you meet.